The Connection//*DISCONTINUED*

Chapter one

Hello hello to the people that may or may not be reading this. Welcome to my crappy fanfic! To those few people reading this that know me, here I am, writing a story for you. Also, please don't kill me.😀

Yuuri gasped and opened his eye's, his whole body covered in sweat. Ugh, just another nightmare, he thought, wiping the sweat off his glistening forehead. The third one this week, actually.

Third person POV

Now that his soulmark had appeared on his palm, he had been having reoccurring nightmares that his soulmate hated him, hated his black hair, his brown eye's, and absolutely despised his tendency to become anxious over everything. A sigh escaped his parted lips as he sat up in bed, deciding that he should go eat breakfast since he was already awake with no hope of falling asleep again. He walked to his kitchen, deciding to just have cereal this morning. As he sat and ate his cereal, he thought about his upcoming skating competition.

Just thinking about it made Yuuri nervous. What if I mess up? Everyone will laugh at me,and make fun of me. Since he was awake so early, he decided to go down to the ice rink for a little while.

Instead of being lazy, Yuuri decided to run to the ice rink today. He nodded and said hello to Yuko, then went to go change into his ice skates.

Yuuri glided peacefully around the ice rink, taking his mind off of the skating competition and his nightmare. As he was about to do a triple salchow, he felt a weird, but pleasant, tingling sensation crawl up his arm. The strange sensation surprised Yuuri, causing him to fall on the cold, hard ice.

What was that? Yuuri thought, a confused expression on his face. Nobody was I here with him, and that had definitely never happened before in his life. The only thing he had been doing was thinking about Viktor. Now, that might seem a little creepy, bit Viktor Nikiforov was Yuuri's idol, and thinking about him distracted Yuuri from his problems. He decided that it was nothing, and kept on skating.

After a few hours of skating, Yuuri finally decided to head home for the day. As he walked in the door, he heard an announcer on the TV list the people competing in the same competition he was. He barely listened, but one name in particular caught his attention. Viktor Nikiforov will be competing this year, along with...

Yuuri tuned the rest out, not caring about anyone else's name. V-Viktor will be there?!?!?!? How am I supposed to skate with him there?! I'll mess up for sure now, and my idol will think I'm such an idiot for thinking I could skate against him. With these thoughts in his head, Yuuri drags his feet to the hot springs.

Sup. Sorry for the crappiness and boringness that is this fan fic. If you few people out there have any suggestions, please leave a comment about it and I May try to fit it in somewhere. Also, do you think I should make longer chapters? Goodbye for now!!
See ya, Chris4life